It's one of those times when I think,"I guess I should post something on my blog, but I have nothing to say. I should take the time to read all of your postings and make comments, but I'm busy, or my foot is telling me I need to sit in my recliner, or I'd rather be outside." But I need to keep up contact with my cyber friends.
Just now Tom has plopped down beside me in his work clothes. He's ready for my help. Be back soon....
OK, I'm back. I had to hold a board so Tom could screw it into place. The last little job on the front porch that got put off.
We have had a long list of jobs to get done this week, and while we're making good progress, we keep adding to the list as we think of them. Yesterday Tom got the boards from the old porch cut up and stacked on the wood pile. That led to some projects today that he could use some of the wood for. I cleaned out the storage shed and turned it into a play house. Today I thoroughly cleaned and refreshed the bedding in the guest bedrooms. Jill and the grandchildren arrive Friday for a three week stay.
We are very excited that they will soon be here, but we really want to get everything done so we can declare a lazy day of rest before they arrive. Once they're here, it will be very busy!
About five weeks ago I started physical therapy for my back condition, spondylolisthesis, which is a slipped vertebra, which causes nerve compression. I have been faithfully doing my core strengthening exercises, and I was doing very well until this week. I guess I bent over too much while tending garden at Whidbey, or something. I'm not sure, and that's the problem. When my foot starts burning, I know the nerve compression is back, but I don't know why, so I'm not sure what not to do, and since gardening is what I do, along with cleaning house and holding boards and moving things and setting up playhouses, I just do what I need to do, but all the time wondering if I'll pay for it later. (Don't you just love that last sentence?! I once wrote a paper for a college English class that had, as required, a good conclusion, but the Prof. had written in the margin "Wow! All one sentence!" Obviously by the time I got to that point in the writing, I was ready to wrap it up in a hurry!)
So I guess I'd better wrap this up, too, or you'll look at it and say "Too much to read!" and move on. I think I'll go see if I can cross something off of the list.
Oh, add to the list - buy new play dough to stock the shelves.